The team was currently on the jet back to DC after a case.

The relationship between you and your direct partner, Spencer, had been made public a little over two years ago.

You’d gotten taken hostage by an unsub, and during that whole incident, Spencer’s concerns weren’t really on keeping his feelings for you secret.

You’d been together for two years and six months now, but had known each other and been practically inseparable for seven years.

You didn’t know it yet, but Spence had been looking for rings.

You were currently cuddled up on one of the couches, travel pillow underneath your head.

Spence was playing cards with Hotch, Rossi, and Prentiss.

However, his mind was elsewhere.

He couldn’t pull his eyes away from you even if he wanted to.

Reid was finally ejected from his thoughts by Hotch’s voice, Emily and Rossi exchanging a knowing glance.

“Reid? You okay?” Hotch spoke up, the faintest of smiles pulling at his face.

Spence just nodded, his eyes still lingering on your sleeping face from afar.

“I’m gonna marry that girl someday…” Spence muttered, glancing down at the cards in his hand before his gaze returned to you.